Smiling Critters Nightmare Novels & Stories

Don't dirty our eyes. Erick held his cheek, shocked and furious. "You dare hit me?" "Why wouldn't I? I should rip you apart!" Erick looked at Yara, blazing with anger, then at me, my expression ice cold. He knew there was nothing to gain by staying any longer. All he could do was throw out one last threat. "Jessica, you'll regret this!" Then, he awkwardly picked up the fruit basket from the floor and slunk out of the room in embarrassment.

Lucas smiled and stroked my hair gently - "Darling, you were drunk and you got shocked. People who are drunk and shocked see all kinds of crazy things. There's nothing to worry about." "No, I mean, there is a painting of a wolf on the wall..." I said. Lucas tilted his head towards me and smirked - "What? You don't like that painting?" "No... I don't like wolves!" I screamed out. "I've got nightmares about it!" Lucas immediately seemed to be a bit hurt.

“Let’s see if a nightmare can bleed.” The creature’s growl shook the entire clearing. Trees split, vines writhed, and the beasts hiding in the shadows scattered. Behind me, Elias whimpered again. “You’re insane!” “Maybe,” I said, my grin widening, “but at least I’m not crying for my mommy.” Tera blinked through her tears, staring at me like she’d just remembered who the hell she was. The air around us thickened as the Primorath reared back to strike. Its claws glowed with dark energy, and the ground cracking beneath it.

Something was definitely brewing there. Finally, we pulled into a gravel lot. I leaned forward, trying to see what this “spontaneous” adventure was. “Is that what I think it is?” I asked slowly, staring at the dilapidated structure ahead. Eli’s grin told me everything. “What the actual hell…” I whispered, my eyes locking on the chipped paint, broken windows, and vines crawling up the walls like nature was trying to warn us. A crooked sign above the doorway read: HOUSE OF SCREAMS – ENTER IF YOU DARE.

He just looked at me like I had said him to jump off the cliff. "Haan???" Stunned he asked again. "Smile.It will relax your muscles.Will erase the huge crease between your eyebrows.Just smile" "I can't" he said fiddling with his fingers on his lap. "Oh comeon.Its so easy just look at me" I made a huge smily face "This" then made a goofy grin "This" Then I put my fingers on both corners of mouth stretching them. His mouth slightly twitched upwards. Omg !! Two big events are going to happen

“Nope. My mind was on something else entirely.” “Come on, Tabby. Look at these pictures. Doesn’t it look like fun?” Valerie held out her phone and showed her the pictures. Tabitha scrolled through them. It did look like it would be fun. They had all kinds of stuff there. Pool tables, techno lights, bubbles, and dancing were all shown. The little disclaimer got her attention. "Oh, alright. It does look interesting. What's this about wearing clothes that can get dirty?" "Apparently they do some kind of body paint there that pops under the black lights. That's why I want to go. It sounds like so much fun. So, we're definitely going Saturday?"

“I’m so glad about the progress you’re making.” Following a brief delay, I said, “Something strange happened last night.” “I'm all ears.” “I had a nightmare, the same as the last few days. Very peculiar. About that night in the woods. I killed a girl; it was my body that harmed her but I just didn’t feel like I was in it. When it was over, my eyes wouldn't open. I was awake. I tried to open them. But they didn't for a while.” While scribbling down on the paper she mumbled, “Fourth time this week. Right?”

Once the determined crew was tamed she invited the kitchen staff in to help them do things the right way while she and a couple of the staff cleaned everything up to give them a clean space to teach. Ife couldn’t resist cleaning with a magical touch. Once everything was ready they served the pack a hearty breakfast. A breakfast full of gratitude and love. The other half of the pack in Africa also got a love filled home cooked meal. They spent the day as a family, park time with the pups and their friends. A picnic for lunch and some water fun in the evening. Everything seemed normal until the undead surrounded them and ushered them back home. The pack grounds looked desolate. Strange beings

Not much. But enough. We both hit the edge of the crack as it collapses inward. The creature’s grip slips. Its form destabilizes. Its eyes lock on mine. And for the first time… It smiles. Not friendly. Not kind. Knowing. Then the ground snaps shut. The impact throws me back again, but this time I roll with it, catching myself before I hit the debris. Silence follows. Heavy. Absolute. The crack is gone. The shadows are gone. The air settles.

Calling him by his name, which I don't do often. He lets out a big breath, “Fuck, Killian, I don't know. This isn't something as wolves that we typically have to deal with. Those bastards we have been chasing are an abnormal case in our world.” We just sit and absorb, only going to her as she twitches and whines, obviously having a nightmare, and with the medicine, unable to wake up. I lay my head next to hers on the pillow, and I let Siril come close, he purrs and lets out a low soft growl for his mate. I hear her whining some, but the longer he and I are close, just being here, she calms.